I have been a county magistrate for ten years. My subordinates insist on giving me a yellow robe.

"Crack! Crack!"

"Master, wake up!"

As a stinging pain came from his face, Jiang Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and cursed.

"Damn it! I shouldn't get slapped for slacking off!"

The next second, Jiang Yuan's eyes began to become confused, stunned, and then shocked.

Looking around, countless houses collapsed and many armored soldiers lay dead on the ground.

"Master, you are finally awake. Let's run away!" The man who had just slapped Jiang Yuan several times was sweating profusely in anxiety.

Jiang Yuan patted the other person on the shoulder: "I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious."

"Because I'm more anxious than you, what the hell is this for?"

After integrating some memories in his mind, Jiang Yuan roughly understood what had happened.

After traveling through time, the original owner had the same name and surname as him.

But he was doing much better than himself, a county magistrate of a small border town.

What am I? I'm just a poor worker who earns 1,800 yuan a month. With this salary, I can only wash the big head and not the small part when I go to wash my hair.

There's no way he can be compared to a county magistrate.

The emperor is far away and the original owner is a real local tyrant in this area.

The man next to Jiang Yuan, Wang Gang, is Jiang Yuan's bodyguard, to put it nicely, but to put it bluntly, he is a lackey who helps the evil and an accomplice of stealing.

But regardless, it seems pretty good.

The issue is.

The Zhao Dynasty he belonged to has been destroyed, and even the Crown Prince of Zhao fled here in a hurry and is now missing.

Thinking back to those officials in history who resisted stubbornly, one can imagine what their fate was.

"Fuck! What kind of luck do I have!"

Jiang Yuan stood up cursing, grabbed Wang Gang's sleeve and started running.

Wang Gang: “???”

"You're waiting to die if you don't run!" Jiang Yuan was struggling. Wang Gang was quite big, almost two meters tall and weighed nearly two hundred pounds.

"Master, the city gate is over there..." Wang Gang said weakly.

"Oh, really?" Jiang Yuan finally realized that there were indeed too many memories in his mind and he had not had time to digest them.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Yuan decisively chose to continue running in the opposite direction.

But before he could run two steps, Wang Gang caught up with him.

"Master, don't run anymore. There's a city gate ahead and there are people over there. The more you run, the faster you'll die."

Jiang Yuan lost his composure. He turned around and slapped Wang Gang on the head: "Do you even know the way?"

"I know him, but you didn't ask me." Wang Gang looked like he had suffered a great injustice.

Jiang Yuan was immediately furious. It was already this late. If he didn't run away, he would lose his life, and you were still feeling wronged.

"Hurry up and lead the way!"

Wang Gang scratched his head and asked in a low voice, "Master, are you sure you want me to lead the way?"

"Why waste your time talking? Just lead the way!" Jiang Yuan was furious. It was already a late hour and he was talking too much.

Wang Gang was indeed a subordinate of Jiang Yuan, the local tyrant. He quickly led Jiang Yuan into a small alley and ran for several miles in a winding way.

"Slow down! Slow down, I can't take it anymore." Jiang Yuan gasped heavily.

Wang Gang is a martial artist and has an incredibly healthy body. The original owner of this body was just a weak scholar and would have collapsed long ago.

The two of them just stopped and Jiang Yuan looked at the surrounding environment. Before he could catch his breath, the ground suddenly shook.

"Is this... an earthquake?" Jiang Yuan had just finished speaking when several cavalrymen suddenly jumped out from the entrance of the alley he was heading towards.

"There's someone over there!"

"He looks like an official, let's arrest him first!"

After a few loud shouts, two soldiers riding tall horses rushed over with spears in hand.

"Holy crap!"

"What kind of road are you taking?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yuan's body disappeared from the spot.

Under the threat of his life, he burst out with amazing potential.

But this potential depends on who you compare yourself with. Wang Gang caught up almost instantly.

"Master, have you forgotten that although I remember where the city gate is, I can't tell east from west and north from south? I'm wondering why you asked me to lead the way."

Jiang Yuan's held breath was instantly broken. If you didn't tell me earlier that you didn't know the way, I would die in your hands sooner or later!

Tatata!

The sound of horse hooves behind him was getting closer. Before Jiang Yuan could take a breath, a spear suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Run? Where can you run to?" The soldier on horseback looked at Jiang Yuan with a somewhat sarcastic smile.

Jiang Yuan sat down on the ground and gasped for breath. He didn't want to run anymore. Even if he didn't get killed, he would be exhausted.

"Master, the ground is cold." Wang Gang considerately wanted to help Jiang Yuan up.

Is this still a question of whether it's cool or not? Jiang Yuan was about to speak, but he was stunned when he saw Wang Gang's outstretched arm. His muscles bulged high, and he felt full of strength.

A glimmer of hope ignited in Jiang Yuan's heart again: "Wang Gang, can you beat these two guys?"

"Don't worry, sir, there shouldn't be any problem!" Wang Gang said bluntly.

"Okay! Throw them both down." Jiang Yuan immediately issued the order.

First, steal the horses, exchange clothes, blend into the army, and take the opportunity to escape. In just a few seconds, Jiang Yuan had already thought of all the plans in his mind.

At worst, I can run away and survive in the wilderness. Although it will be hard, it is better than losing my life.

Wang Gang did not hesitate at all. In his mind, Jiang Yuan was the emperor and what he said was the imperial decree.

He just shouted angrily, opened his arms and took a stance, signaling the soldiers blocking the front to come and attack.

The soldier looked confused for a moment, then silently raised his arm and pointed the arrow tied to his arm at Wang Gang.

Young people don’t respect martial ethics!

Jiang Yuan stood up immediately. Wang Gang couldn't die. If he died, he would be left alone.

But as soon as Jiang Yuan stood up, he saw Wang Gang squatting down obediently with his head in his hands.

"..."

Jiang Yuan was stunned for a long time, wondering who this person was.

"Master, didn't you teach me that a brave man should not suffer a loss in front of him?" Wang Gang blinked and said cautiously.

Okay, it's all over now.

Jiang Yuan shook his head, sighed, and squatted aside.

Not long after, a middle-aged man wearing the standard armor of a sergeant came over.

"These two guys are quite good at running." The middle-aged man teased first, then raised his spear and pointed it at Jiang Yuan without any hesitation.

"Hey! This outfit, isn't this the county magistrate? How can he squat here? This is not allowed!"

Do you mean treating prisoners well? That's a good practice!

A glimmer of hope ignited in Jiang Yuan's heart again.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man casually threw out a bundle of ropes and said, "Hurry up and tie them up and send them to the general."

The two soldiers quickly jumped off their horses and tied Jiang Yuan and the other man tightly.

Jiang Yuan had a bitter smile on his face. It hadn't even been an hour since he traveled through time, and he was already going to die. He was probably the unlucky one who died the fastest among all the travelers.

The soldier sat back on his horse, holding the rope in his hand, and turned to sneer at Jiang Yuan:

"County Magistrate, please come in!"

"Wait!" Jiang Yuan suddenly said.

"You're tying me up like a beast. I'm still a local official, and it's not up to you to decide whether I live or die. Release me, and I'll go see your general!"